Bang... and the lights go out

"the only light in my life
is the phosphorus glare of artifical light"- well give me a chemical burn and throw me in the fighting pits that is a nice line you've got there good sir.


"Scattered gems upon a bed of petals
for you i'll dream like a fool
artifical lights sees all
when your eyes are looking for trouble" - sequence me a dreamscape for fools and blinking lights to amuse

"Apparitions in phantasmagoria
the flames dance onwards... "- swords circling it's prey, waiting to eat with teeth that are terrible

"I saw a man hustling down an alley way
looked like a detective being chased
opium always made me hullicinate
sparked the matchstick of fate"- film Noir,nabbing crooks high as a kite,set on fire because they knew too much

"I'll climb under any sun
to feel the warmth of deaths laugh
sprayed with the velvet perfume of dignity
darkness floods my mind with flithy
currents carrying me down forbidden streets
gauzy but serene with depravity"- climbing under suns with minds filth...two thumbs up

"Danced needletopped
surprised by the weight of a loaded syringe
a dance with the enemy
with a mask of sanguine"-loaded syringe,like a gun smoking. click,click.

"The fumes of adhesive glue
artifical light has fallen through
havent seen the post man in fucking years
a civilisation out there is all that i fear "- i won't back down, break me off a piece of that dream you have there.

"The diamond studded golden key
thats is iriscent only in the artificial light
might of found a way out
of the thoughts inside my mind" - kicking in glass doors and cutting out flesh to get to the next compartment

"Scattered gems on a bed of petals
white rose, purples and lilacs
upon streams of silky satin sheets
crystal snow flakes flurry in frozen frenzys"- i feel like laying down in a field with Dorothy,the tin man,and the scarecrow and going to sleep...nice

"Black as a crow feather
the face of a raven
the protuding beak
the color of a tangerine"- coloring dreams in, it can be hard to stay inside the lines but if we're throwing it in the fireplace we'd better keep the poker near by.

"The cracks in reality have began to give way
the light bulb must of been full of blood
because when i turned it on
it popped and sprayed " -as pleasant as the sound of a taser being used, sweet sweet music lol

"A carnival of blood
upon the floors, walls
dripping from the ceiling above
when all you have in your life
is the artifical light "-i've been meaning to paint this room anyways

Then bang....
the lights go out

awesome write neuroticthrillers.
such rich imagery, and a great style. you've got structure stacked on top of bodies.
excellent writing keep'em coming.

Oh, opiates what webs it weaves. It's astonishing how it can build so many, and you not notice it.
Well done.

Thank you, I found opiates easy actually... crack got me... big time!

Thank you for the lovely compliment!! thank you..

Wow that was great very well written keep up the good work!